
Happy Halloween
The ghost and pumpkin /
Had a party on the lawn. /
Happy Halloween.
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#haiku #poem #poetry #writing #writer #october #monday #2019 #ghost #pumpkin #halloween #party #lawn #davidebooker #decoration #102819

Happy Halloween
The ghost and pumpkin /
Had a party on the lawn. /
Happy Halloween.
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#haiku #poem #poetry #writing #writer #october #monday #2019 #ghost #pumpkin #halloween #party #lawn #davidebooker #decoration #102819
Filed under 2019, haiku, photo, photo by David E. Booker, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker

Arise
Arise, Great Pumpkin. /
Is Linus vindicated? /
Halloween restored?
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#haiku #photo #poem #poetry #pumpkin #linus #halloween #oldnorthknoxville, #davidebooker #october #saturday #2021 #102321
Filed under 2021, haiku, photo, photo by David E. Booker, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker

Brains
If I had my brains /
I’d share some of them with you. /
I’ll keep an eye out.
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#haiku #poem #poetry #poet #writer #writing #brain #eye #illustration #share #phrases #rare #humor #davidebooker #october #halloween #102018
Filed under 2018, haiku, Uncategorized

Not a curse
Get vaccinated. Wear a mask.
Neither are difficult tasks.
Do it for yourself and your friends to see.
Show compassion and responsibility.
It’s not a trick and it’s not a shame.
Treat yourself and others the same.
Kindness and courtesy are not a curse.
Being sick or dead would be far worse.
Rise up now and do your part.
A mask and a shot are moral places to start.
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#poem #poetry #halloween #pumpkins #davidebooker #102021
Filed under 2021, photo, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker

Halloween
Summer’s fallen dreams /
rests in pieces: Halloween. /
Buried nightmares bloom.
#haiku #poem #poetry #summer #halloween #nightmares #bloom #dreams #oldnorthknoxville #photo #davidebooker #October
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Filed under 2015, 2021, haiku, Old North Knoxville, photo, photo by David E. Booker, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker

Monsters
Monsters are due soon, /
Breaking promises in two: /
Trick or Treat, amen.
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#haiku #poem #poetry #halloween #oldnorthknoxville #writing #monster #writer #poet #trickortreat #101318

Death becomes you
Death becomes you, my dear.
Let me hold your hand so our selfie is clear.
Get my bare bones, they show me the best.
All that flesh and muscle — begone all the rest.
I’ll wear my cap. You wear your smile.
Don’t worry about missing teeth. It’s been a while.
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#poem #poetry #selfie #death #bones #cap #smile #teeth #skeleton #halloween #aceatkins #davidebooker #october
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Filed under 2021, Halloween, photo, Poetry by David E. Booker

Killer Bunnies of the Apocalypse
It’s the Killer Bunnies of the Apocalypse.
Death in their DNA got the slip.
Now they roam the countryside.
Wild, winged, and bent on genocide.
Beware! should you cross their path.
They travel in herds and will attack.
Munch and crunch and chew to the ground
all flora and fauna and toes that can be found.
There is but one way to tame these bunnies.
That is to roll them over and rub their tummies.
But you might not be able to get that near,
at least not until you’ve have a couple of beers.
These bunnies are fierce in their apocalyptic way,
but belly rubs and carrots could save the day.
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Filed under 2021, Halloween, poetry, Poetry by David E. Booker, Silly Saturday